Blinded By Pokemon
I went walking with the housemate who never walks a few mornings back… looking for Pokemon. She didnt see the cat running up a hedge until it was but gone – rare for an animal lover like her, nor did she notice much of the nature around her. This is what Pokemon has done to us… we see what is not there but are blind to what is…
They walk anong us, the undead
Like zombies, as if insane
Or afflicted with disease wild of the mind
Or an infection of the brain.
Some go to find themselved in distant lands
To take in the culture and the view
Some hunt the streets and haunt the fields
Seeking not Buddha but Pikachu!
The cat scrambling into the hedge
That in their path had been
In full view was not noticed
While seeing the imaginary on the screen.
The blackbird in the bushes sings
But not a note is heard
They do not sing this invisable thing
Thats more engaging than a bird.
So this is what its come to
After all that is gone on
We walk among nature yet see none
Blinded by bloody Pokemon !